Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of WoundsAfter this organization, commandant, appoint the placewhere they would be ranked.Corporal Zeneli in front of the prisoners shakingthe stick that kept in one hand shout loudly:-Hurry up! In straight line! Alignment!The prisoners try to be in one line but could notalign. The row was long and they didn’t keep the rightdirection. So, Corporal Zeneli, shaking his stick in theair, screamed with a hoot voice:- Did you not know how to stay in one line? Iwill teach you how…He began to hit the prisoners with the stick withpunches as much as he could. One of the prisoners notto fall down on the slush moved a little, but Corporalsaw him and hit so hard until the prisoner fall in theslush. Then he put one of his feet in the body and continuedto hit wildly with stick and kicks .When he wascontent said:-Stay here, piece of dirt!And he went to the head of the line. The prisonercould get up. His head was full of slush and one cheekwas bleeding and damaged….All the prisoners took a ration of black d slice of breadand some soup. Then the prisoners spread on the campand began to eat the breakfast.The five of them stayed together. Close to them, satdown Qamil Daja and Vasil Lashi. A little further wereShaban Flaka with Daut Burra and Sopoti’s cousin. Thetwo Peqin guys stayed always together.180